With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 748 - 592: The Return of Demonic Thoughts, Annihilat

Should be like , not far from breaking three.

Almond-shaped eyes, like a bird, gaze direct but not aggressive, should be a martial artist from the Elephant Form Sect, primarily practicing one of the two forms of Phoenix or Crane.

Empty-handed, casually resting on thick black yoga pants, yet constantly maintaining a posture ready to grip, should be adept in long-handled weapons, combined with a gaze as focused as a line, most likely practices spear.

The feedback of energy is a harmless white, but subtly contains a few threads of dangerous red.

Among the two limits, absolutely no one can make him perceive danger.

It’s not arrogance, but fact.

Then why does he slightly sense a hint of danger?

ng Chuan pondered:

"From a prominent family or prestigious school, possibly carrying sothing like a Shadow Stone, a protective treasure given by elders or teachers..."

With just one glance, he could guess most of the truth about the opponent.

anwhile, Xue Na seed to notice sothing.

Her expression gradually showed so confusion; these two people seem to be strangers...

On the sofa, as ng Chuan went downstairs, Yang Yuelian stood up and gave a martial greeting:

"Hello, from Lingzhou Yang Family, Ei Martial Arts University disciple, [Phoenix Piercing Pear Blossoms · Yang Yuelian]."

ng Chuan nodded:

"I’ve heard of your great na."

The guess was mostly correct, the Lingzhou Yang Family is indeed a renowned spear family in the land of San Qin.

The family patriarch, Yang Zhaoxing, is recognized as the second best spear wielder in San Qin.

The opponent also has another identity, which is a national talent.

He heard Zheng Chengcheng casually ntion that this girl is extrely fond of combat, always enthusiastic about sparring, regardless of winning or losing.

Imagining what the opponent is seeking from him, ng Chuan also guessed.

He walked to the door and said:

"Let’s talk outside, or another day, I’m busy right now."

Yang Yuelian ca from Lingzhou, determined to achieve her aim.

Seeing ng Chuan about to leave, she hurriedly stood up to follow:

"Where are you going? I’m coming with you."

Saying this, she followed ng Chuan out together.

Xue Na watched the two from the back, one after the other, though a bit puzzled, she smiled warmly.

They don’t know each other, but it seems... there’s sothing happening?

ng Chuan is not that young anymore. In the Martial Arts Era, most ordinary people marry and have children relatively early.

The neighbors already have a second child, yet he hasn’t even made a move...

...

The street of funeral supplies, not far from the Eight Immortals Palace of Longevity, which is now called [Ding Xian Shrine].

ng Chuan bought paper money, ingots, and so fruits.

Stored them within his waist token and turned to head towards Xiang King’s Tomb.

He originally planned to visit Taoist Monarch Wuyang at Ding Xian Shrine to retrieve the core object of Han Zhongli’s faith.

However, with a tail following him, it was inconvenient...

Previously, when leaving Yong’an, he didn’t have a storage treasure, so it was inconvenient to carry, hence he deposited it there.

ng Chuan didn’t plan to take it back, but after discovering through the [Mixed Elent Pearl Umbrella], he realized these things had another wonderful use...

So he had to take on the heavy responsibility of being the custodian of the faith of Immortals and Buddhas!

Taoist Monarch Wuyang is usually busy, needing to practice as well as manage the martial arts school, so he would make an appointnt in advance to visit before leaving Yong’an next ti.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at the follower behind him:

"I’ve already said, I’m really going to the grave, no ti to spar with you, and you’re still following?"

Yang Yuelian followed him, her pretty face full of surprise.

She thought ng Chuan was just giving an excuse, didn’t expect it to be true...

"I’ll wait until you’re done visiting the grave, no rush."

"..."

This Yang Yuelian, indeed her reputation matches.

The sparring addiction is indeed strong!

Yang Yuelian quickened her pace, stood in front of ng Chuan, placed her hands on her hips, and provoked him:

"Who says won are inferior to n, I want to compete with you to prove who is truly the third best spear in the land of San Qin!"

"...Alright, then you are it, I concede to you."

This is not really a flattering title...

Yang Yuelian shouted coquettishly:

"I don’t want it, it only counts if I beat you."

ng Chuan didn’t bother to argue, saying outright:

"You can’t possibly be my opponent, just let it go."

He is soone who plays with intention and boxing intent, while the opponent hasn’t even mastered the rudintary form of a phase.

ng Chuan has no desire to fight such an opponent.

At least a Three-Limit Master could slightly spark his interest.